Seasons changed me
Shaped me.
The very inner parts
carved out by treacherous, beautiful moments.
And the outer parts
My legs grew
Arms
Stomach
Hands
Feet.
Still now my heart grows,
my brain expands, ideas change.
Unlearning old ideas,
and discovering parts I didn’t know existed.
And ways of the world I have never known.
Sometimes these things feel treacherous
Other times, harmless.
